It was sort of embarrassing to be so dependent on him, but I didn't really have a choice. Joe was never mean or anything, but one morning he called me... his "little housewife" and I got offended. We had a our first fight and Joe stormed off to work leaving me alone to take care of the house.Just like a lonely housewife would do, I opened a bottle of white wine at lunch. I was half way through when I started feeling warm and horny. I missed Joe and started to feel bad about our fight. He was just. .. The in town Learner Permit driving his Mum to the shops or his Dad to the pub gets what? ... two hours practice a week ... surely not more than five. I had Sundays off ... and Race Day was a treat compared to the lessons.When it was over, I could drive in a downpour, fix a flat, change a tire, synchronize a pair of SU side-draft carbs, set the timing, change a rear-end, beat out a wrinkled panel, change an engine, a clutch, a transmission, spark plugs, chase down an electrical short, clean a. It was really a neat place. I expected to see Clark Gable come out of the cabin when we opened the door.Liam waited until the door closed behind us before he kissed me like a man who missed his girlfriend. I was glad that he at least appeared to miss me. I could feel his hands move over my body and I gasped for breath. I could feel my skin on fire, all I wanted was for Liam not to stop what her was doing. He didn't disappoint me. He took my top and and then began to suck and nibble one my small. .. yeah ... all natural ... oops! A large dollop of ice cream fell on my right breast, running down my well-tanned flesh and into the valley between them.That got a soft sigh from the gathered males and a very loud, "Cindy!" What?" I giggled, licking my lips and trying to be serious. "It's not my fault the ice cream is melting!" Alright," Peter sighed and looked at his watch. "Lunch! Quickly people. We're going to set up at the fish market in forty minutes!"The crowd stayed with me, of course,.